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I Was That Guy
I hit a woman in the head with my backpack. It was an accident. I apologized. And when she stayed furious, I remember thinking, What else

How’s That Working Out For You?
My friend called last week to vent about her new boss. She just got promoted, and the man training her is cocky and thin on

Never Peaking
We hit the summit around eleven, four of us, sweaty and out of breath and grinning like idiots. It was my fifty-third birthday. My friends

All You Can See Are the Roses
I stumbled upon our text thread by accident. Scrolling for something else, thumb moving too fast, and then his name stopped me. A former friend.

Thanks for Being So Patient
The flight had been delayed twice. By the time I landed in Texas it was almost eleven, and by the time I walked into the

The File I Never Closed
I used to pour his wine down the sink. Ernest and Julio Gallo, the jug with the handle, heavy enough that I needed both hands.

I Loved Being Liked
I remember the day I signed off on the policy. Officers had been asking for years, campaigning really, to let go of decades-old grooming policy.

The Moment of Reckoning
You are headed for a crisis. I know because I was headed for mine, and I almost didn’t move. I was married to a good

The Machine You Leave Behind
I was at my gym in Chicago waiting for the leg press. It was occupied by a guy sitting in position, weights loaded, scrolling through

Stop Yucking Someone Else’s Yum
I don’t eat red meat. I should have disclosed this before joining the supper club. Let me back up. At the police department where I

Jumped or Pushed
She packed up her life and moved to another state. Her kids changed schools. Her husband is winding down his career from a distance, managing

